He gangs early to steal, that cannot say Na.
I have a good bow, but it is in the Castle.
A word before is worth two behinde.
Quhair the Pig breaks, let the shels lie.
A burnt bairn fire dreads.
Come it aire, come it late, in May comes the Cow-quake.
An old seck is ay skailing.
Last in bed, best heard.
It goes in at one ear, and out at the other.
He that is welcome fares well.